Heartthrob (The Bennett Brothers 3)
“Nothing less than spectacular.”
“A lifetime of spectacular.”
“A lifetime,” I confirm.
She settles her head on my shoulder, and we watch the show below us. For the first time since she went missing, I find a sense of peace and safety.
My eyes fly open at the sensation of her lips traveling slowly along my torso, kissing lower and lower until her tongue rolls over the tip of my cock, which instantly stiffens.
I peer down my body, seeing a curtain of hair hiding her face. My dick throbs when she wraps her hand around the length, stroking as she pays special attention to the crown. Her movements are unhurried and gentle, completely opposite of our urgency last night. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch the time and realize that was only a few hours ago.
Her head bobs up and down, taking a little more of me each time, and my knees spread further to give her more room. She peeks up, her eyes wild and hungry as her lips curl into a smile. She hunches lower, releases her grip, and sucks me all the way in, holding our stare.
Blood races in my veins in anticipation, and my hands itch to tangle in her hair. She speeds and slows, bringing me to the brink until my control cracks and I curl up, pulling her to her knees, and twist to place her under me.
“Good morning.”
“Always a good morning when I wake up with my cock in your mouth.”
“Thought you may like that. Seemed like a desirable wake up call.”
“Everything about you is desirable.”
She shifts, locks her ankles behind my thighs, and glides along my length. “I woke up with an urge.”
I sweep my tongue lightly across her lips and dip my forehead to hers. “I should be thanking you.” I thrust my hips, sinking until we’re flush. “I always knew life with you would never be boring.”
“Are you referring to my healthy sexual appetite?”
“That’s an added bonus.”
She wiggles, clenching her pussy tight, bucking up as her eyes glow with mischief. “I think it may have something to do with the ambiance of this place. It’s magical.”
“Glad you approve.” I nip at her lip and move in short, quick strokes.
“Oh, God.” She arches into me, digging her nails into my shoulder blades. “Harder,” she demands, and I increase my speed, pummeling into her until beads of sweat trickle down my neck.
She hangs on, her body curved off the bed and eyes glazing over. “You want more?”
“Mmmhmm,” she murmurs.
“Your turn.” I flip, bringing her on top, and see the glaze lift as she grins, biting along her bottom lip. Her nails skim from my collarbone to my hipbones and back again. She slowly rocks back and forth, taking her time, driving me insane.
“What happened to ‘harder’ and ‘faster’?” I grunt.
“I changed my mind. The view is great from up here.” Her fingertips continue to move along my abdomen.
“Pretty sure my sight is better.” My eyes rake appreciatively over her naked form, traveling from where we’re connected and landing on her blinding smile.
“I think I’m going to like this matrimonial bliss stuff.” She rolls her hips again. “If only I knew where we’d be celebrating next.”
“Are you telling me you didn’t actually wake up with an urge, but a plan to seduce me?”
“Seduction seemed like an excellent way to start our honeymoon.”
The suspense is driving her crazy, and I contemplate keeping the information secret and staying like this until we leave. She immediately senses my stalling, and her eyes flare, daring me.
She leans in, bringing my hands over my head and balancing on my forearms for leverage. “Where are we going?” Her knees brace and she lifts up, slamming back down and sending an electrifying jolt through me. My dick throbs as she clenches her inner muscles tight, doing it once again.